God of Tennis

Despite the day of the fourth and semi-finals, there was no popularity in the arena. At most, 40 or more people occupied the audience. A player who has come to the game can't help but lose his temper

was a number.

When I saw this, I felt like Chairman Cho had not declared that he would expand his tennis position in Korea for no reason. Even Han Woo-jin, who isn't influenced by the audience, is so smoky, what about the other players? He just turned his gaze away from the other audience.

A voice flowed behind the backs of Han Woojin and Shin Se-yeon, who were sitting in the audience and waiting for a name. I had never heard a strange voice before.

“Oh, isn't this our Han Woo-jin? What are you doing out so early in the morning? ”

“… Yoon Kyung Soo Athlete? ”

Han Woo-jin, who almost asked me who I didn't know, barely remembered the man's name. If it wasn't for the profile file that Shin Se-yeon and I looked at last night, we wouldn't have been able to match the first real name. Yoon Kyeong-soo slightly glanced at Han Woo-jin's reaction

He twitched and raised his arm with a big smile.

Tuck.

“Athlete? What's a player? He's too stubborn to say" predecessor "in this narrow piece of Korean soil. ”

“ ……. ”

Hanwoojin glances at him as he walks naturally. It was just awkward pretending to be close to someone who didn't know how to eat, but Yoon Gyeong-soo drank more. What are you doing, Sunbae? I can't believe you're trying to sequence me.

It caused discomfort.

Han Woo-jin opened his mouth looking at Yoon Kyung-su's arm, pressing down on his shoulder. Most people who came into contact with it in this way did not have good intentions. From the beginning, there was no pretense. A man who thinks he has the upper hand.

It was Ram.

“Move your arm, please. ”

“… What? ”

Yoon Kyungsoo's face became stiff as if it was when it was real. Anyone could see that his fist was getting darker and darker. Hanwoojin looks at the opposing Pokémon with clear eyes.

Then Yoon Kyungsoo, who was firmly fixing his face and body, suddenly opened his face. Seeing the change so sudden, everyone who was watching couldn't help but panic. A moment ago, he spoke in a voice so loud that he could hear Han Woojin's voice.

I grabbed the arm that was on my shoulder.

“Baek, you don't like your skinship. Look, I don't know what you're talking about, okay? ”

“… Got it. ”

Han Woo-jin didn't get the Zone. The Korean tennis community has narrowed down, as the other person said. Moreover, it was not necessary to create unnecessary friction with the third person in the country. I don't know if it's on your coat, but it's no use.

It was no good to be penalized for neurowarfare.

“Are you the younger girlfriend? Wow, you're good. To compete with such a pretty girlfriend. ”

“Seyeon...! ”

[First game, please prepare for both Han Woojin and Carlos! In the next 10 minutes, we will begin the first match of the Kimcheon Open 4 games!]

The moment I tried to resist that rash attitude. The host's loudspeaker bursts and buries Hanwoojin's voice. Yoon Gyeong-soo grinned, grabbed his shoulder and walked toward the top. Shin Se-yeon, who was watching the two opposition, frowned.

I opened my mouth.

“What kind of people are they? ”

“I see.”

A bold voice, she wonders, as the disdainful Han Woojin turns into a surprise. Despite his 20 years of bloodshed, he was not shaken at all.

However, from Han Woojin's perspective, it was natural. It was difficult to provoke him in such a formal way with his chewed past, being ignored, persecuted, and being a ten-year grad student. I was more angry at Shin Se-yeon for mocking me. And then...

It was quickly cleared up.

“Yoon Kyeong-soo, third place in the country, right? ”

“Yes. World ranking is in 218, but it has a bad reputation compared to ranking. ”

“Reputation?”

It was an unexpected word for Han Woo-jin, who thought ranking was a skill soon.

“Ranking points are definitely a measure of athlete skills… but points are the result of the competition, right? So even if you have a lot of contests or fewer contests, it will be influential. ”

“… you can earn points in sub-leagues. As long as it's not an economic burden. ”

“Exactly. ”

The two continued to talk in the audience. They were going to get on the court in exactly 10 minutes. It was because Yoon Kyung-soo and I might get into trouble again if we left time for nothing.

Hanwoojin suddenly put something in his mouth. It was about why Yoon Kyungsoo was able to compete frequently.

“Then Yoon Kyung Ju must be getting his hopes up. If the sponsor is that supportive. ”

“No, it's not. ”

“Yes?”

Shin Se-yeon lost her words to decisive injustice. It meant that he had earned points for staying third in the country while wandering around the competition without a sponsor. She looks at the corner of her coat and says,

“Yoon Kyeong-soo is the second son of a strong medium-sized company president. I started as a hobby tennis pro because I had no intention of doing business, but I'm pretty good at it. ”

That's all I needed to do.

Han Woo-jin felt like he heard Shin Se-yeon's omitted words that were not in his mouth.

And it wasn't until I heard her explanation that I understood. Since I grew up in a wealthy family, I would not have been burdened with expenses such as overseas travel. The Challenger League or Future League would have been enough points to maintain third place in the country.

“So you're less skilled than you rank. ”

“That's what a story sounds like, but you can't just trust it and let it go. First of all, focus on your own game. It's not too late to think about Yoon Kyung Soo's next move. ”

Hanwoojin nods forcefully at her solemn voice. It was almost 10 minutes ago. It was time to go down and prepare for the game.

“Well, I'll see you after the game. ”

“Are you going to be mad if you win like yesterday? ”

“Ugh, okay. ”

As the playful conversation started, Han Woo-jin's voice sank a little. Only Shin Se-yeon knew about it and looked at his back with a subtle glance.

No matter how familiar he was with taunting or insulting, he didn't feel bad. Yoon Kyungsoo's attitude earlier clearly scratched Han Woojin's nerves.

I needed qualifications to look down on someone in this cruel world. The difference in skill that no one could argue with was soon qualified.

Is Yoon Kyeong-soo a qualified player to look down on Han Woo-jin?

I didn't know yet.

* * *

Carlos was the type of athlete who was on the opposite side of Han Woojin.

He used black elastic muscles to move his coat around in agility. A tactical user, completely different from Han Woo-jin, who controls the opposing Pokémon without moving.

However, it was their ability to dominate each other in situations where there was confrontation. Hanwoojin doesn't look into Carlos' status window, but he doesn't think he's stronger than himself.

In a smooth trajectory, Pagoda received a robshot of Hanwoojin's racket with a sharp, sharp smash. A ball of horrific force decides the outcome of the first game.

“Game Hanwoojin! ”

Han Woo-jin accepted the vantage point without a slight change in his complexion. Even the sub-books were less likely for Carlos to break Hanwoojin's first sub-game in his situation.

"Passionate player. ’

Carlos guessed Han Woo-jin's skill after his first game had been squandered. And instead, he started burning up his admirable struggle. He picks up and throws the ball across with the sub-sphere. Black Soft Muscle Twists

He focused his strength.

Paan!

A sharp sound like tearing a cloth. It was evidence of a good swing without dispersing the concentrated force. Carlos' serve protrudes from his right coat before Han Woo-jin even moves.

“15: 0! ”

That was fast.

Hanwoojin tilted his head and raised his eyes. Among Korean athletes, it was a fast serve that was hard to find enemies. His gaze is naturally directed towards the speed gun installed in the corner of the stadium.

204km/h.

200 kilometers over. Hanwoojin is below the level of the world level sub he has seen, but not as common in the Challenge League. It was the right ball to reclaim the condition that had fallen short. Han Woo-jin pulled the tail of his mouth unwittingly. A game was any level of sub you could afford to adapt to.

Paan!

“30: 0! ”

Near flat but slightly traversed Whether it was due to the flexibility of the joints or ligaments, there were few errors with Hanwoojin's calculated trajectory. Perhaps if you had gone to receive it as you predicted, the racket would have split the air with a gap of five centimeters.

But it's always been a story now.

Paan!

“40: 0! ”

I'm getting used to it. The status window is like placing wings on Hanwoojin's back, which was highly analytical. Learning skills that had grown unknowingly brought a bud to meet Carlos' serve.

This time it was a small kick, but it didn't move to confirm. The cold-blooded gaze returns to its origins after watching the parabola drawn by Carlos' sub to the end.

‘... I'm scared. ’

It was Carlos who won three points in a row. A small Asian in front of his eyes was hiding a frightening atmosphere somewhere, even though he was able to fly with something rather than being afraid of something as if he was from South America.

His eyes seemed particularly dangerous. Sharp eyes like peeling skin and digging muscles have given me a frightening tingling sensation.

Perhaps that's how it feels, having been told that you're Carlos' athlete. The Asian player stands tall and stares at his skills. Just moments ago, he even chased his flying serve into the snow. That's a reaction.

It was that it was not difficult to get caught if possible.

But Carlos didn't give up. He came all this way with the feeling that if he strikes with all his might, even the most opponents can win.

Paan!

Han Woo-jin didn't even move to the fourth sub. I thought I might have missed something, and I had to score 4 points anyway because the same ideals were not too late to brake from the next sub-game.

That computational attitude of neatly cutting unnecessary stamina is the hallmark and essence of Hanwoojin. His skills, which I thought he might have been shaken for a while, were proof that he was perfectly positioned.

“Game Carlos! ”

The score was raised to 11, but the perception of the two competing players on the court was completely different. There was a big difference that anyone who knew how to see the game could recognize.

Carlos gave up his first game for good.

Han Woo-jin analyzed his opponent's sub-game in one game.

This difference will now be revealed. Cold Han Woo-jin throws the ball up hard in front of Carlos, who has a firm complexion but doesn't lose his will.

Paan!

Sub is a phrase that boasts the highest level of skills available to Hanwoojin. In the first game, Carlos was not robbed of the starting point with all the Aces of Service except for one return.

Once again, a seamlessly downed sub scores points.

“15: 0! ”

A drop of cold sweat flows down Carlos' spine. It was not a ball worth taking. It was just a sub that showed the top rankers I encountered on the ATP tour that I happened to be on.

Han Woo-jin.

Carlos then engraves three letters of his opponent's name into his brain.

End of Semifinal # 1

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